When Autumn leaves start to fall…
But I miss you most of all, my darlin… Are you singing along? Look out for the terrapin. And a happy weekend to you!
A nostalgic look at Autumn because I shan’t be here for most of it. Nice to remember it at its best, in dappled sun and shade (and each with six words, if you run the gallery). Dawn is sharing Festival of Leaves if you’d like to join in.
Next week I’m off to the Algarve again, for quite a long spell this time. I won’t be posting for a little while as I shall be without Internet. Sighs with relief! I have one more walk for you on Monday. Have a great weekend, and a wonderful Autumn, and I’ll be back when I can.
Meantime, Debbie is sharing some superb photos of Vietnam. Join her for Six Word Saturday?
I always feel a little sorry for trees at this time of year. All summer long they share luxuriant green shade. Come the Autumn they dazzle and glow, radiating joy. Then, slowly, one by one, their leaves drift away. Frail and naked, they are left to shiver forlornly, and tremble in the breeze.
But there’s still a little colour around, so let’s enjoy it while we can. To quote Verena, it’s a Festival of Leaves, isn’t it?
…to kick our way. You always loved this time of year.” Was ever there a more haunting Autumn anthem? The Moody Blues song always echoes in my head as the season draws to its close. Don’t you love the gleeful expression of the guy hoovering up the leaves, and that little intent group by the pond? There’s so much to love about this life.
I’m putting the miseries firmly behind me and having one more flurry with Verena’s Festival of Leaves. It’s a little drab and grey here today but there’s always joy to be found. This afternoon I shall be celebrating a 70th with a rather special gent. (no, not mine!) Make the most of your weekend, won’t you, and don’t forget to share six words.
I had no real intention to post today but I couldn’t resist sharing a little of this joy. I managed to escape for a few hours to Thorp Perrow Arboretum yesterday. I made it the subject of a Monday walk around this time last year, so I remarked to my husband that the camera would probably stay tucked in my pocket. He didn’t believe me, and nor should you.
The leaves were wonderfully crispy. Just perfect for hurling in the air, or over poor Dad. I couldn’t help but smile, the youngsters were so gleeful.
From in amongst the glorious foliage, squeals and screams emerged, accompanied by rapidly clapping hands. The applause, correctly performed, caused the eyes of the witches and skeletons to gleam- a source of great entertainment for young and old alike.
Surprising how much one Autumn can differ from another. The sky was bluer when I was here last, but the trees in this 100 acres of woodland seemed less vivid. This year the assault on my senses was overwhelming.
The Halloween activities finish this weekend, but the Autumn colour may last a little while yet. If you’re in the area, Thorp Perrow is a beautiful place to be, as was Jude’s Bolfrack’s Garden this month. I’m squeezing in at the very last minute but there’ll be a new theme for the Garden Challenge on Sunday.
I’m also running out of time for Verena’s Festival of Leaves. Oh dear! Such a lot happening in my six words. Can’t argue with Cate’s six words this week! Let’s get out there and kick some leaves. See you on Monday!
I don’t suppose too many of you have heard of Temple Newsam. This Tudor-Jacobean house, on the eastern edge of Leeds, was the birth place of Lord Henry Darnley, the notorious husband of Mary Queen of Scots. The 1500 acre country park has grounds beautifully landscaped by Capability Brown. Currently managed by Leeds City Council and open to the public, it’s a fine breath of fresh air in the city.
A wedding was taking place whilst I was there, but the grounds were free to roam. There’s a Home Farm and playground for the youngsters, and a lake with perfect ‘Pooh sticks’ bridge. A rhododendron walk and extensive walled garden suits us mature folks.
I was greatly smitten with the conservatory. Long and thin, it’s a maze inside, full of enticing plants, including the National Collection of Coleus.
I’m dedicating my gallery of leaves to Verena. Though it’s not quite what she intended, the Autumn challenge, Festival of Leaves, has begun again and you might just want to join in. Pop over and say ‘hi’.
The above gallery is for Jude, who’s gallivanting around the country and not here to defend herself. Tee hee! I love it!
And who can resist bougainvillea? The stables and courtyard have been converted to tea rooms, of course, and there’s a restaurant in the walled garden. What more do you need?
To mark the 300 years anniversary of Capability Brown, an exhibition explores the landscape of Temple Newsam through time. This link includes a rather fine video. And then it’s time to find six words for Cate.
Idling till another storm
Thrashes their branches
I think I’d better dedicate this to Festival of Leaves, while a few still linger! It’s been a wild one, but not quite so bad as expected in my part of the world. Good enough anyway to let me visit Lumiere at Durham last night without getting soaked. If you get chance, do go! It’s on until Sunday evening and our sea glass wave was beautiful. Then I came home to yet another horror story from Paris on the news. What is our world coming to?
I hope you can enjoy a peaceful weekend. These are the last of my photos from the Lakes. On Monday I will be sharing one last walk and then taking a couple of weeks off. (the Algarve and a visit to my daughter beckon) Please say ‘hi’ to Cate and the folks at Six word Saturday if you can manage it. See you soon!
Verena at Festival of Leaves has some glowing colours this week. We’re clinging on to ours for dear life!